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The drive to my house went by to fast. When we got to the gate I could see my father standing outside the house…That only meant 1 thing…I was in for a major ass whipping.

I panicked and hopped out as soon as we were near the front of the house, with the truck still in motion.

“Hey don’t do that JT, it could be dangerous.” Tay yelled as he stopped the truck. I walked back to truck…

“Tay thank you for driving me home…but I need to go and deal with my dad…I’m sorry I promise never to jump out of the moving truck again but you better get going my dad is pissed and I don’t want you to be in the middle of the war path. “ I said

“Ok…well if you ever want to talk…my screen name is Than83@aol.com, so is my aim name” (A/N: I don’t know Taylor Hanson’s screen name…I just made it up for the hell of it. I don’t even think it is a valid screen name)

“Ok…mine is JTC84@aol.com, I got go talk to you later” and then I ran to my father and waited…my dad did the manly thing and waited so he would not be watched as he “Disciplined” me. However once Taylor left, he snatched me up by my hair and dragged me into his office. Closed and locked the door, and then threw me to the floor and started to hit and kick me.

“I told you I wanted you home before dinner Jordan” he said and kicked me in the side

“Don’t you know how to listen?” he yelled and slapped me across the face.

Jordan don’t listen to him just take it and it will be over soon just remember this too shall pass.

“Why don’t you fucking cry what are you too stupid to cry?” he asked loudly, and kicked me in the chest, I think I heard something crack and wailed and held my rib as gently as I could.

“there that’s better, now get…” slap face
“your ass…” he kicked me in the ass really hard im definitely going to have trouble sitting for a while.
“to…” slap face
“your” slap Face
“room” Slap face

“Yes daddy” I said through the pain. I got up and walked to my room making sure that no one saw that I was crying and in pain. Then I realized that everyone else was on their way to the BSB show to go and support Nick, so then I ran up to my room and locking the door and falling onto my stomach on my bed. I cried for a while…I know I said that I was jaded but hey it does hurt when you get kicked in the rib cage, as well as your physical tail bone. While I was settling down from my crying fit, I reached for my lyric Journal I had gotten one year from Brian, it was beautiful, it was all Black leather with Gold Script Font with my Initials on it and a message.
J.T.C.
“Keep on singing your song beautiful!”
-Brian
I went back to the page were I started with Bruises fade father. I had the sudden earge to finish it. I knew that part of this song would be fiction because my dad never hit my mom…never hit anyone as a matter of fact. I guess because I was not his that it didn’t matter what he did to me. Most of the song is what happened to me but I did not want for any who happened to go and snoop to find this and see what exactly was happening to me. I wrote it as If it were happening to my mother.

Once upon a time there was a girl
In her early years she had to learn
How to grow up living in a war that she called home
Never know just where to turn for shelter from the storm
Hurt me to see the pain across my mother's face
Everytime my father's fist would put her in her place
Hearing all the yelling I would cry up in my room
Hoping it would be over soon

Bruises fade father, but the pain remains the same
And I still remember how you kept me so afraid
Strength is my mother for all the love she gave
Every morning that I wake I look back to yesterday
And I'm OK

I often wonder why I carry all this guilt
When it's you that helped me put up all these walls I've built
Shadows stir at night through a crack in the door
The echo of a broken child screaming "please no more"
Daddy, don't you understand the damage you have done
To you it's just a memory, but for me it still lives on

Bruises fade father, but the pain remains the same
And I still remember how you kept me so, so afraid
Strength is my mother for all the love she gave
Every morning that I wake I look back to yesterday

It's not so easy to forget
All the lines you left along her neck
When I was thrown against cold stairs
And every day I'm afraid to come home
In fear of what I might see there

Bruises fade father but the pain remains the same
And I still remember how you kept me so afraid
Strength is my mother for all the love she gave
Every morning that I wake I look back to yesterday
And I'm OK
I'm OK

I went over to the computer and hooked up my keyboard to it, I wanted to work on a melody for the song I had just written.

I started fumbling around with the keys and suddenly I had a melody. Afterwards I un hooked my keybord from my computer, and then I signed online and was welcomed by a message that said,

Than83: Hey JT
JTC84: hey Taylor
Than83: How did it go with your dad
JTC84: fine…better than I expected

Lie

Than83: See you worried over nothing.
JTC84: yea I guess

Only I got thee worst ass kicking in my entire life.

Than83: you guess what do you mean you guys you can tell me did your dad hit you or something?
JTC84: uh I gotta go

I said and then I signed off and went to my door and unlocked it and then turned the lights off and hoped into bed it was only 9:45 but sitting hurt so I thought that I would try laying down for a bit. Needless to say a little bit turned into 14 hours.